My Fiance Is Gay Novels & Stories

I knew that I shouldn’t be feeling this way , but I didn’t care , I could feel the way that I wanted after all he was cheating on me first . It’s been one month since my fiancée got married to my best friend and here I was already married to his father after signing the marriage agreement in my drunken state . I know that I did not get to sign that marriage contract in my real state of mind but I wasn’t going to throw it away just like that , they had hurt me so much and I was also going to hurt them for making me go through intense pains , much worse than I could have ever thought of or imagined .

For some reason, hearing her say those words made me even more anxious, and I found myself staring at the door as it opened to reveal my fiancee. As soon as I laid eyes on the woman, I felt as though the world stopped spinning. I saw the surprise on her face when she saw me with Henry. I couldn't believe that I would see her in this place. "Atilla..." I muttered. It took a few minutes for Henry's words, "Ram, this is Atilla; she's going to be your fiancee," to sink in. I felt like nothing made sense anymore—I mean, how can a prostitute become my fiancee?

I growl into the phone, "What in the hell are you doing with him anyway? Stay. Away. And fucking go back home already, dude." "I was told not to come without you." "Then go somewhere else!" "Dude, we can fight about this another time, okay? Right now I need you to tell me what to say. Are you gay or not? And do you like him? Yes or no?" "No!" I yell, "Fucking no to both of those stupid ass questions." "Okay, sorry," he murmurs, "It's just that he wanted to see pictures of the whole family. All the cousins…and he got real excited in the eyes when I told him they're all handsome. I don’t know if that’s considered cheating in the fated mates atmosphere.”

Shawn yelled angrily, "Sonia, we'll never have anything to do with each other again if you leave with this stranger!" I said flatly without looking back, "We haven’t had anything to do with each other for a long time now. Your fiancée is now Britney Zigger." I thought I loved Shawn so much that I would be in agony if I left him. Though it was painful to leave, I felt like I was reborn. I finally realized that we had too many problems, the biggest being Britney. Looking at this matter as an outsider, I could no longer persuade myself that they were only good friends. However, it had nothing to do with me anymore. The only thing I had to consider now was how to support myself.

After the wedding, Marco and I were driving home when suddenly someone ran out into the road and blocked our car. Matthew’s eyes were red from anger. He still could not accept that I had really married someone else. “Wrenna, how could you marry him? “The person you love is me! Why would you marry another man?!” I kindly reminded him, “That’s all in the past now. The person I love now is my husband.” Matthew acted like he had lost his mind. “No way! This can’t be real! “Wrenna, please tell me this is all fake. Tell me you’re just pretending to get back at me!

That little wench. “Mom I’m not getting married,” I flat out told her. “And I think it’s high time you know that I’m fucking in love with Seb,” Her eyes went red at the heard of that, her face turned ferocious with fury all over her. “Huh?” Her eyes twitched at me. I retained my solid stance, “You heard me right. I’m gay, and in love with Sebastian Torres,” I rephrased my point. What’s the worse that could happen?

“No, this is a lie, Suz. Are you lying? What do you mean you’re pregnant? You used to say that I was the one you loved the most, that I was the only love of your life! How could you fall for another man?” I indeed used to tell him that. For years, I genuinely believed we would grow old together. That was, until Joanna got between us. I ignored him and turned to face Flynn with a smile. We kissed each other lovingly while Harry sputtered in utter rage. I said to him, “This is my husband, Flynn.” Harry shook his head incredulously. Then, he rushed toward me and tried to grab my hand. However, Flynn kicked him away before holding me carefully and protectively in his arms.

I muffled, standing by the door, not offering her into my home. “You are not going to invite me in?” she asked, her eyes roaming around. “Do you want to?” I asked. She scoffed, “No.. I am just here to say my piece.” she sneered. “Okay.” “Did you really get engaged to my father-in-law?” she rasped. I nodded, “I did. Declan and I are engaged, soon to be married.” I answered proudly. I am not ashamed of him. I am not ashamed of my love, our love.

On the eve of my wedding, my friends threw a joint bachelor and bachelorette party for Natalie Cole and me at a bar. After a few rounds of drinks, someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare. The bottle landed on me first. My younger brother, Kayden Wilson, grinned. "I dare you to take off your pants. Let's see what you've got." The whole table immediately erupted in cheers. I glanced at Natalie, but she kept her head down and continued scrolling through her phone without a word. Hence, I took off my pants and stood there in nothing but my underwear. In the second round, the bottle landed on me again. My sister, Hannah Wilson, raised her glass and asked half-jokingly, "Logan, I dare you

The cake tasting was going fine until my fiancé started texting another woman under the table. But that was the afternoon. The morning was the part that almost got me. Kieran showed up at my door at nine with two coffees and a paper bag. Almond croissant. My favorite. I hadn't told him that in months, so I stood there holding it, trying to remember when he'd learned it. "I told the florist no lilies," he said, leaning on the doorframe. "You hate them. They smell like funerals."